Saturday, April 11, 2009
Good Friday..
Two thousands years ago,
He was betrayed by
His beloved disciple, Judas,
He was sold to the enemies that night.
During the last supper,
He knew He was going to face death the next day,
He still..
Washed feet for His disciple,
Even the one that going to sell Him.
He demonstrated His Love.
He is the master,
But He washed feet for His servant.
He commanded us to love our neighbors,
Just like how we love ourselves.
The enemies,
Found nothing to charge Him,
(Cos He is righteous and innocent)
Then they said,
Crucified Him because He claimed He is the Son of God.
(Yes He is)
The Son of God,
Was mocked,
The soldiers blindfolded Him and kept asking Him;
"Prophesy, who is it that struck you?"
Was stripped,
In front of the Romans soldiers.
The Son of God,
Was whipped with leaded whip,
Till His fleshes broken and bled;
Was put on thorny crown,
That penetrated His scalp and He bled.
They asked Him to carry His Cross,
The heavy Cross,
All by Him alone.
To the mountain called Calvary.
They placed Him on the Cross.
The nail penetrated His palm,
The other palm..
The other on on the legs.
They tied Him.
The Cross was hung up high,
Between the Heaven and the earth.
Men and women,
Some are watching,
Some are weeping.
He was all alone up high at the Cross.
The soldiers laughed at Him:
"If You are the King of the Jews,
Save Yourself".
He prayed to His Father instead:
"Father, forgive them,
for they know not what they do."
Why?
When Your disciples betrayed You,
When Your enemies crucified You,
When no one cared about You,
When people just wanted to see
how You died on that cross,
You,
Still prayed for them.
Why?
When You know You were here to die for us,
You,
Still say:
"Father, Not My will,
But Yours be done'.
You could choose not.
But out of LOVE.
You DID.
You,
Washed away our sins,
By Your blood,
You,
Paid our debts,
By Your body.
Dear Lord Jesus Christ,
I remember and always remember,
What You've done on the cross.
Your Love,
Your body,
Your blood,
That bring hopes and salvation.
That 3 days after,
You conquered the death.
You rose from that tomb...
Two thousands years ago,
He was betrayed by
His beloved disciple, Judas,
He was sold to the enemies that night.
During the last supper,
He knew He was going to face death the next day,
He still..
Washed feet for His disciple,
Even the one that going to sell Him.
He demonstrated His Love.
He is the master,
But He washed feet for His servant.
He commanded us to love our neighbors,
Just like how we love ourselves.
The enemies,
Found nothing to charge Him,
(Cos He is righteous and innocent)
Then they said,
Crucified Him because He claimed He is the Son of God.
(Yes He is)
The Son of God,
Was mocked,
The soldiers blindfolded Him and kept asking Him;
"Prophesy, who is it that struck you?"
Was stripped,
In front of the Romans soldiers.
The Son of God,
Was whipped with leaded whip,
Till His fleshes broken and bled;
Was put on thorny crown,
That penetrated His scalp and He bled.
They asked Him to carry His Cross,
The heavy Cross,
All by Him alone.
To the mountain called Calvary.
They placed Him on the Cross.
The nail penetrated His palm,
The other palm..
The other on on the legs.
They tied Him.
The Cross was hung up high,
Between the Heaven and the earth.
Men and women,
Some are watching,
Some are weeping.
He was all alone up high at the Cross.
The soldiers laughed at Him:
"If You are the King of the Jews,
Save Yourself".
He prayed to His Father instead:
"Father, forgive them,
for they know not what they do."
Why?
When Your disciples betrayed You,
When Your enemies crucified You,
When no one cared about You,
When people just wanted to see
how You died on that cross,
You,
Still prayed for them.
Why?
When You know You were here to die for us,
You,
Still say:
"Father, Not My will,
But Yours be done'.
You could choose not.
But out of LOVE.
You DID.
You,
Washed away our sins,
By Your blood,
You,
Paid our debts,
By Your body.
Dear Lord Jesus Christ,
I remember and always remember,
What You've done on the cross.
Your Love,
Your body,
Your blood,
That bring hopes and salvation.
That 3 days after,
You conquered the death.
You rose from that tomb...
inspiration left.
[Saturday, April 11, 2009]
Name: PauLinG Tan
